My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 3 of 4 - Sex Stories

My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 3 of 4

... she could pick up her car later in the day. I was a few minutes late, but I already knew than Nan had explained to Mary Ann. Nan and I were back home preparing dinner when she asked me about my parents. I was hesitant, but I did answer, not wanting any secrets between us. “We’re not close--not at all--we never talk. Truthfully, I haven’t figured out how to tell them about Sheila. For one thing they’re very religious. That’s not a bad thing, but they’re the kind that thinks everyone should believe as they do. They’re vehemently opposed to divorce and about a million other things. They’re in northern California where they live in a big commune where everyone believes what’s in the bible is literal even though many biblical scholars believe otherwise.” “Like what?” “Well, for one thing hardly any of the scholars believe that ‘building everything in six days’ is real. For one thing astronomers believe that our days were about 200,000 years in length a long time ago and to listen to my parents the earth is less than 6,000 years old even though scientific evidence says it’s like 4.5 billion. They’re incredible. Worse, every time we speak they try their hardest to preach to me. That’s why I mostly ignore them. Having said all that, I’ll phone them tonight so I can keep it short. We do have to go to work tomorrow, don’t we?” Nan reached up to kiss me. “Yes, work tomorrow, but first play tonight.” I laughed, but held her tightly as I returned her sweet kiss. We ate quickly and had ...

... cleaned up the kitchen by eight. I waited an hour with Nan on my lap hugging and kissing and rubbing her firm breasts. Reluctantly, I reached for the phone, punching in the number from my speed dial although why I had their number in memory was something I couldn’t explain. I had last phoned them two years ago and they never phoned me. I heard the phone ring three times before my mother answered. “Hello, Mom it’s Tom calling.” (“Oh,”) I could hear the disappointment in her voice. “I want you to know that I’m divorcing Sheila and, before you read me some passage from the Bible let me just tell you that she lied and cheated on me and those were the good things. I’d explain about the bad things, but I promised my new fiancé that I’d never discuss them again.” (“I don’t see what could have been worse than that, Thomas. The Good Book says….”) I held my hand over the phone. I continued once she was done, “Mom, I’m not really interested in your interpretation of the Bible. I needed to tell you and I have. I plan to marry again as soon as my divorce is done and—no—you won’t be invited. I still remember how you were at my first wedding. Okay…so long, Mom.” I turned to Nan and shook my head. “She just can’t speak to me without preaching. It’s good they live in a commune otherwise they’d never find anyone who was willing to talk to them more than once. C’mon, didn’t you say something about playing?” “Uh…I was thinking about chess.” She could barely suppress a giggle. “I think your problem ...